Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Ivory Coast and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Yusef Lateef to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Soft Machine,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Erasure,
Archie Shepp,
Radio Birdman,
Outsiders,
Altered Images,
Hashim,
Man Parrish,
Gang Gang Dance,
Talk Talk,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kayak,
Cameo,
Sexual Harrassment,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Robert Hood,
Godley & Creme,
R.M.O.,
Aswad,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lower 48,
Nation of Ulysses,
Black Pus,
Parry Music,
Skriet,
Steve Hackett,
Andrew Hill,
Ituana,
Black Sheep,
Bang On A Can,
The Mojo Men,
June Days,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Easy Going,
Joy Division,
Sixth Finger,
Echospace,
Rekid,
Brick,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Todd Rundgren,
Livin' Joy,
Michelle Simonal,
Johnny Clarke,
Nas,
Visage,
Audionom,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Count Five,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fatback Band,
Tommy Roe,
The Associates,
Japan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
In Retrospect,
Rotary Connection,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.